The last operation I had (you might remember) appears to have done nothing for me. Nothing. Three months out & I should be seeing a marked difference but I am not. This is very upsetting. I do NOT want to go through that procedure again, as it hurt like heck & landed me in bed for two weeks. The only alternative I have is drastic & will land me in bed for even longer...so I'm kinda stuck. Not happy.
Today looks lovely but in fact, it is the coldest day we've had in a month. 45 degrees out there, a bit too cold to ride on the trails. S'Okay...I have a lot of work to do & anyway, in my current condition a long bike ride would be a bad idea.
For added fun, Greg is home sick today. That means he is sitting on the couch with a foul look on his face, trying to beat the challenge level of "God Of War" in god mode. Over & over. It sounds like this:
Game: "Whoosh! Grunt! Eaaargh! Swish, clang p-ting. Waaauuugh! :::Dies::: ::::fail sound::::
Greg: "@#*& YOU!!!"
Game: :::starts again:::
That will go on for hours, probably. Until Greg is transformed into a foul cranky angry crumpled manshape on my couch.
It's really not conducive to my creative process, I have to say.
Today looks lovely but in fact, it is the coldest day we've had in a month. 45 degrees out there, a bit too cold to ride on the trails. S'Okay...I have a lot of work to do & anyway, in my current condition a long bike ride would be a bad idea.
For added fun, Greg is home sick today. That means he is sitting on the couch with a foul look on his face, trying to beat the challenge level of "God Of War" in god mode. Over & over. It sounds like this:
Game: "Whoosh! Grunt! Eaaargh! Swish, clang p-ting. Waaauuugh! :::Dies::: ::::fail sound::::
Greg: "@#*& YOU!!!"
Game: :::starts again:::
That will go on for hours, probably. Until Greg is transformed into a foul cranky angry crumpled manshape on my couch.
It's really not conducive to my creative process, I have to say.